Ephphatha

Sunday, February 22, 2015

"He was among wild beasts, and the angels ministered to him."
In the desert, there are wild beasts, tempting me to fear. I focus on them, cowering, oblivious to the beauty, the distraction! of the heavenly hosts encouraging, soothing, protecting me.

Change my focus, Lord. make me oblivious to the toothless wild beasts and fix my soul on You. the angels are here because You are here. With me.

Friday, January 23, 2015

John 8:1-11 A Woman Caught in Adultery

1 while Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. 2 Early in the morning he came again to the temple. All the people came to him and he sat down and began to teach them. 3 The scribes and the Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in adultery; and making her stand before all of them, 4 they said to him, “Teacher, this woman was caught in the very act of committing adultery. 5 Now in the law Moses commanded us to stone such women. Now what do you say?”6 They said this to test him, so that they might have some charge to bring against him. Jesus bent down and wrote with his finger on the ground. 7 When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let anyone among you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.”8 And once again he bent down and wrote on the ground. 9 When they heard it, they went away, one by one, beginning with the elders; and Jesus was left alone with the woman standing before him. 10 Jesus straightened up and said to her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?” 11 She said, “No one, sir.”And Jesus said, “Neither do I condemn you. Go your way, and from now on do not sin again.”

Why is God
merciful? Because of our fallen nature,
the relationship, especially sexual ones, are deeply flawed and often
unjust. For this reason, Jesus was
“extra” kind and merciful to women in his day as they were so literally (and
often still are) subject to men’s physical strength, lust and lack of
mercy. So it follows that the reason
Jesus is so merciful is because the whole societal system is grossly unjust.

Sociological
Hogwash based on the false premise that there is a rational reason for God’s
Mercy! His Mercy goes way, way WAY
beyond reason. Oh give thanks to the
Lord for He is good and His Mercy endures forever! Second only to His love, is His Mercy. Because of His irrational love (the only
thing irrational about God), His mercy is boundless. Love and Mercy. Mercy and Love. And Grace. And Grace, free, unmerited favor.

Love mercy grace

The irrational
trinity of God’s fundamental character.
These are his cardinal virtues.
All of His virtues and attributes flow from these. Jesus does not choose to condemn me. Jesus chooses Mercy. Jesus, once again, chooses to give Life to
me, telling me only to go and sin no
more. Knowing I will. Knowing I will.

The people
gathered around Jesus that day to hear him teach. The Scribes and Pharisees were off
trap-setting, but then all left, leaving Jesus alone with the woman. Perhaps being with Jesus and learning from
him they were open to realize that they had learned all the lesson they needed
that day. That lesson is Mercy. In a way, The Lesson of the Christian life is Mercy. Let go.
Give Mercy. Receive Mercy. Be
Mercy.

Why is the
French word for “thank you”, to show gratitude, “merci”? I need to look into that. Our whole Christian walk should be in
gratitude for Jesus’ Mercy.

Friday, September 19, 2014

My husband, John, and I were married outside of the Catholic Church in 1993. Back in those days we were smarter than the Church. We knew how to run our own lives and didn’t need a patriarchal, bossy church telling us what to do. So we shopped around for the most enlightened church we could find, that was also pretty and would look nice in wedding pictures. Classical music would be good, a nice long aisle and no teachings that infringe on “my body, my choice”. We wanted a male preacher for our wedding, but the possibility of a female preacher needed to be there for some other people who so chose. Next on our list: plenty of seating for our family and a communion service to make the whole thing feel “real”. Pretty deep theological stuff, no?

In His great Mercy, the Lord lead us to a patient and loving preacher who put up with my rabid feminism and un-supple demands and agreed to marry us, though we were not members of his church. After four years of living together, we were finally married.

Much to my surprise, marriage was different. I immediately felt different. I relished being called John’s wife and saying, “This is my husband.” It was very perplexing to me. Why should this antiquated and artificial social construct have such an effect on my well-being? But it undeniably did. Though we never darkened that particular beautiful church’s doors again, I knew that the time we spent there, presenting ourselves to the Lord for a blessing, was important. I just didn’t know why.

Fast forward five years and the not-so-newlyweds were going through our first real struggle. I had injured my back and was awaiting surgery. Through the grace of this suffering Jesus led me back to Himself and eventually to the Church He founded. After asking the Holy Spirit to help me with all of those patriarchal rules I objected to, He removed the scales, one after another, in very short order. Thanks be to God, Jesus brought John along very quickly afterward as well.

With surgery looming and our understanding of Church teaching widening, John and I realized we needed to be married in the Church. We spoke with our pastor, the late, great Fr. Robert Mack, about our situation and he quickly set to work to set things right. We planned our Catholic wedding far more quickly and simply than our first one. It would be two weeks hence, with Mass, just our parents and a few witnesses, no music, no photographer, but entailing three, count them, three Sacraments! After confessing our sins, we lived as brother and sister and refrained from receiving Jesus in Holy Communion until the day of our wedding. Confession, Communion and Marriage sure beat classical music, pretty pictures and an intact, prideful ideology.

On Saturday, June 19th, 1999 (my late grandmother Adele’s birthday) my sister, Cindy, surprised us with wedding flowers. It was a lovely, sunny morning, much like the day of our “first marriage” to each other almost six years before. Fr. Mack married us before the altar at St. Louis Church and took us through the traditional offerings to Blessed Mother and St. Joseph which we were still unfamiliar with. We received Jesus again, but for the first time as husband and wife. We had some treats and champagne back at our apartment afterward and two days later I had the long awaited back surgery. I went into it knowing that God had my hand and had set everything right. One month later, our contracepting ways behind us, we were pregnant with our daughter, Adele. Typical Catholics: pregnant after one month of marriage. Well, I guess it was closer to six years and one month, but with Mercy so great, who’s counting?

I write this little story from our life to illuminate God’s Mercy. The Mercy of allowing us back into the Church with open arms, despite our sinful past, gave us a new start in our marriage and our lives. This mercy set us on the right path. Fr. Mack was the instrument of that marriage and gently, so very gently, led us to all truth by showing us the blessings therein.

This same story is repeated around the world through many couples and many parish priests. It was also repeated on a global stage this past September 14th by Pope Francis. Many have tried to manipulate this beautiful little Sacramental story to demonstrate either that the Pope is somehow changing the nature of Catholic marriage, or to demonstrate that he is an apostate Pope. Neither is anywhere near the truth. The truth is that Pope Francis is God’s chosen font of Mercy for this our day and time.

It is important to always consider the source when reading about the Church. Does the writer have an agenda? Does the writer speak from Mercy and with the mind of the Church? Does the writer even have a basic understanding of what the Church teaches and why? Consider the source. In an excellent article in National Catholic Register, John Grabowski, a professor of moral theology at the Catholic University of America is quoted saying:

"I think there is a perception out there, especially in some media circles, that Pope Francis is trying to undermine what the Church has taught and what the Church has practiced. I see absolutely no evidence of that. When he’s pressed on issues concerning the Church’s teaching on marriage, on sexuality, he is very firm, saying he is ‘a son of the Church. What he wants to do is simply put the Church’s focus on mercy, on an encounter with Christ as the heart of its life."

As so many other misunderstood actions of our Holy Father have been, this is all about Jesus’ Mercy. As St. Faustina teaches us, we are living in the era of Mercy. Why should we be surprised when our pope welcomes in sinners, offers mercy and healing and then sends them forth, telling them to sin no more? In the homily at their wedding, Pope Francis told the 20 couples that Jesus Christ “will bring them healing by the merciful love which pours forth from the cross, with the strength of his grace that renews and sets married couples and families once again on the right path.”

The pope is reported to have mused that a good 50% of all marriages are invalid and is open to the idea of some remarried Catholics receiving communion without having had a proper annulment. This has inspired hope on the left that they have found an unlikely ally in their assault on marriage and the family. It has inspired fear of the same on the right. Both the hopes and fears are the unwarranted fantasies of those incapable of seeing things without the coloring of an ideological lens.Those who appeal to the law are right that it was an unwarranted permissiveness that opened the gates to the wolves. But what a vanity it is to berate the sheep who were wounded when shepherds charged with defending them helped open the gates to the wolves! Pope Francis has two great charges in this. First, he must care for the wounded and try to nurse them back to health. Second, he must re-erect the fences that keep them safe.Never forget, God calls all men to salvation. Man was not made for rules, but rules to bring men to salvation. It is a joy to me to see Pope Francis constantly thinking of how best to invite broken men back to salvation. We live in a time of great darkness, but the light is dawning and the darkness cannot overcome it. (http://charliej373.wordpress.com/)

In the end, Mercy is scandalous to the world, foolish and scandalous. The world cannot understand it and therefore has to pervert it according to whatever lens it is trying to view it through. Mercy cannot be viewed through any lens other than the eyes of Christ. Are changes coming regarding the Church’s teachings on marriage? No. Might there be changes in the administration of the Sacraments through the annulment processes and other Church processes? Yes. The teachings don’t change, but with every generation the way we bring folks to those teachings must adapt in order to keep Open Wide the Doors to Christ (to paraphrase St. John Paul II). God and His Truth never change, and never can, but His Mercy is ever new. Thanks be to God.

Friday, September 12, 2014

The Gospel reading from August 24th, Matthew 16:13-20, included: “Blessed are you, Simon son
of Jonah…”

Weeks ago ISIS blew up the tomb, relics
and church of the prophet Jonah. The
world, in its din, barely noted. This
Old Testament prophet, prefigurement of both John the Baptist and Christ
himself, wearily and warily proclaimed repentance to the inhabitants of
Ninevah.

Though I doubt it had this much
significance to them, it can be seen as an attach, by the Enemy of our Souls,
on the Rock, the son of Jonah, Peter, and the Church herself. That is the Enemy’s goal, and also, without a
doubt, ISIS’ goal.

In prayer there is Mary. I can always go
to Mary. And so I do, wrapped in a mossy
midnight blanket, I go to Mary and explain how little and how poor I am.

She knows. She holds me. She turns me to her Son. He is
waiting. My big brother, so beloved of
the Father, so trusting of Him and His love.

Together, we go to Him. He immediately receives me in warm embrace. Together they turn me to the Father.

In the middle of the workday yesterday,
I let out a small word, almost a sigh, from I don’t know where:

Dad.

I miss my own dad always. He loved so simply, so unconditionally. Unmoved by both my talents and my flaws.

But this “Dad” that emitted from my
soul, seemed more.

Back in my pre-conversion days, twice I
called out, “Mommy”. Bewildered and in
pain, lost and despairing, I called out, “mommy.” Even in the moment I knew it was not a call
to the good, but imperfect woman who bore me.
It took me a while to discover the Lady I was calling out to.

Now that lady

She

Is my Queen

She is my Momma

I am all hers

Forever

Now, My Lady

Brings me, by hand

To Dad

Yes, in knowing Jesus,

I have known Him,

But

He is His own Person

This Father God of mine

He wants to dance with His daughter

Hand in hand

We head to the dance floor

The forest our ballroom

Dappled with sunlight

Pillared by cedars

A soft bed of pine needles

Beneath satin slippers

To bird calls and breezes

We dance

In an ancient Catholic hymn to the Holy Spirit, Veni Creator, there is this beautiful stanza:

Thou in Thy Sevenfold gifts art known,The finger of God's hand we own;
The promise of the Father, Thou!
Who dost the tongue with power endow.

Like a small child, walking with his Father, too small to hold his whole hand, instead holds and owns his Father's finger. The gift of the Holy Spirit is the means by which we, the beloved children, hold our heavenly Dad's finger.

On this memorial of the Most Holy Name of Mary, I want to thank you, Blessed Mother. You always gently turn me, by your spouse the Holy Spirit, with your Son, my Lord Jesus, to the Father, my God and my Dad.

My husband, John, and I

Katherine Brown's "Jesus & the Lamb"

About Me

I am a middle aged housewife. How's that for an attention grabber! It's not what the world would have it seem and it was a long and twisted road getting here. But, Praise and Thanks be to God, through the intercession of Our Lady and many, many saints and angels, I am here.